On this day in the year 1739, a notorious felon by the batismal name of Richard Turpin from the County of Essex went to the gallows at York Tyburn attired in a smart new frock coat and shoes.
Tag: The City of York
My Lady Brigante?
The truth is altogether more unremarkable for although blessed with an illustrious lineage – Lady B was in truth raised in genteel affluence in the City of York.
The Door to Hell?
As dawn broke one chilly February morning - a local tinsmith walked from his workshop in Fossgate towards the notorious passageway known as Black Horse Passage.
Waking the Dead?
With the door of an atelier closed for the day – it is possible to catch a glimpse of a celebrated storyteller wandering through the unquiet streets and secret passages in a quest to wake the dead.
Awake My Darling Boy!
A story would begin to unfold so tragic that the coroner implored the media to promote a better understanding on the subject of suicide.
Guest Post. Creepy Cat.
Katherine Kerestman was visiting England to research her second macabre travel book. She had not known that she was fated to meet a new friend on her first night in England – THE Lady Brigante.
Although this delightful emporium can tempt any visitor with an enticing array of boutiques and smart restaurants – history records that this quaint medieval street was anything BUT delightful!